The shadow of the hill grew at a menacing rate, boldly protruding upwards, piercing the earth, swallowing the midday sun.
Each pedal stroke propelled her closer to the beast.
Saline trickled down her cheeks. Tears? Sweat? She’d lost track at this point.
One thought. Lunch was on the other side of that hill, just make it there.
But doubt anchored her at the base, what if I really can’t? why was this the only way?
… “you are stronger than what you know..,” “you are stronger than what you know!